The Point by Bruce Morton

Behind the bar

I always kept

A sawed pool cue;
It had no point.
But the point was
That whenever
Necessary
A point could be,
Or would be, made.
Drunk or not, most
Understood the point.

Bruce Morton splits his time between Montana and Arizona. His volume of poems, Simple Arithmetic and Other Artifices, was published in 2015. His poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in various magazines and anthologies including, most recently, Muddy River Poetry Review, Mason Street Review, Main Street Rag, Nixes Mate Review, Grey Sparrow Journal, Sin Fronteras/Writers Without Borders, Anti-Heroin Chic, and Blue Unicorn.